"Read!" Zhang Zhizhong looked at the sand table and said calmly.
"The battle in Songhu has finally come to this. Give up my regiment to ensure the stability of Songhu.
The devil has transferred heavy troops to Huishan to reduce the pressure on Jinshan Wei. If there are more soldiers, don't worry about me and support Jinshan Wei.
The survival of the Golden Mountain Guards depends on whether the initiative of the battle in Shanghai is still in my hands.
The army attacked me, and I was lucky enough to do so. Please mourn for me.
Now that I'm dead, I've saved my country. I have no regrets!
Student, I'll show you my final stroke!"
After hearing that, Zhang Zhizhong clenched his fists and closed his eyes. After a long time, he pointed at the phone and said,
"Get me the 17th Brigade."
"Commander…The phone line seemed to be…It seemed to be broken…I can't get through." the signalman replied.
"If you can't get through, then continue calling until it gets through!”
Zhang Zhizhong roared and slammed the teacup on the table and chair onto the ground.
With a crash, the cup shattered into pieces.
"How am I going to explain this to Mr. Qin?!”
Zhang Zhizhong pounded his chest. He had watched Qin Feng grow up and was also his favorite student. He was also his teacher, a martyr of the 1911 Revolution, and Qin Huai's only son.
At the same time, in a defense zone on the Huishan battlefield.
"Regiment Commander, the 1st Battalion is gone!"
These short words made many people's hearts sink, as if the pride they had accumulated from their victory had disappeared in an instant.
Countless people were already numb to this, because there were comrades who died on the battlefield at any time, and even their own brothers and grandfathers.
There were even many people who had experienced many large and small battlefields.
At this moment, she was so scared that she squatted in a corner and trembled.
There were also some seasoned soldiers smoking cigarettes and smiling as they watched the sunset.
The setting sun was as red as blood, but compared to the battlefield that was filled with broken corpses, the setting sun was a little more peaceful. This was the place where the veterans belonged.
Today was only the first day of the Japanese invasion. They knew that there would be more attacks like this.
There was also a young man who could read a few big words on the side. He used his blood to write on the cloth:
"The rise and fall of the country is everyone's responsibility."
......
Looking at the scene in front of him.
Fan Biao didn't say anything. One of his eyes had been hit by a stray bullet and he was already blind. At this moment, he was still standing at his position.
Escape?
This word would never appear in the hearts of the 17th Brigade.
Everyone in the 17th Brigade, even the shivering young man squatting in the corner, would pull out the grenade and die with the Japanese if they broke through the position.
They were surrounded by grenades.
Including the heavily injured soldiers, there was a grenade hidden under their bodies.
Because they were surrounded, these wounded soldiers could not be sent down.
"Damn it, let's fight it out with the devils!”
The commander of the second battalion was a brother who had fought with the first battalion from the northern expedition until now. There wasn't a day where he didn't see the two of them fight, but everyone knew that these two were actually brothers who could wear the same pants.
"Let's go all out!"
Looking at everyone's angry roars, Fan Biao finally spoke,"
"Sit down!"
"All of you are cowards! You only know how to fight. If you fight to your heart's content, what about the camp?？”
"Today, there were no less than 40 plane bombardments. The number of Japanese soldiers charging is too many to count. Our brothers just feel that this battle is too depressing and cowardly!”
"Just one day and we'll be out of ammo. Why don't we take this opportunity to counterattack? Maybe we can even hit that general's tent!”
The second battalion commander said indignantly.
"The mission I received was to nail this place and not let a single ghost go. Even if all of them were wiped out, I believe that Traveler will definitely avenge me!”
"What's wrong? Do you want to die so badly?"
Right at this moment, Qin Feng's voice suddenly sounded.
The originally dispirited morale of Fan Biao and the others immediately shook, as if they had a backbone at this moment. They looked at Qin Feng and said in unison,
"Traveler!"
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